Showing posts with label real. Show all posts
Showing posts with label real. Show all posts

Sunday, 16 December 2012

Breadtopia











Blues is to jazz what yeast is to bread. Without it, it’s flat.” - Carmen McRae

There's nothing more disappointing, whilst on the run, than grabbing 'a-sandwich-to-go' only to find that the bread is less than acceptable. 

The momentary illusion of a tasty sandwich, created by the attractive packaging, its filling promising satiation, is immediately dashed by the first bite; the filling runs off in terror, the bread shrinks into a glutinous lump and then proceeds to stick to the roof  of one's mouth. Swallow, and it dawns on me that this 'bread' has only just started its journey, and has a long way to go... Ugh!

It is with this in mind that I rejoice at the movement of the real bread movement, where the baking of bread is artful - the use of the best organic ingredients, perfect preparation, and the pimping of the worn out old homely-style bakery establishment to one befitting the sale of real bread.

Photos of BlĂ© Bakery on Agias Sofias in Thessaloniki, Greece 
Via: The Cool Hunter
Blurb: © Alison Day Designs

Wednesday, 23 May 2012

You have (Snail) Mail



I can't remember the last time I actually sat down and wrote a letter, as lack of time (or motivation) generally means that an email is quicker, and if I really think about it - and can get away with it - I'll  text instead... unsociable? Maybe. But hey, I'd rather do that than spend time in front of a blank screen and the spell check when I could be doing things I actually enjoy...  'Oh the times they are a-changing...'

So, what happens if you're an astronaut in space? Do you get mail? Is it even possible, in zero gravity, to write one? Well, of course I'm sure you can be contacted by a plethera of digital, satellite and other such means out there, but nothing really personal or privateDon Petit, astronaut on the International Space Station asked himself this question: So, if I wanted to write a letter, what IS my actual address? After a quick look at his surroundings: at his sleeping area (read - coffin-sized box), the station, deck and orbital perspective to the Earth, he's come up with the following:
Node 2, Deck 5, ISS, LEO 51.603.


So, if you've got a bit of spare time to kill, and would like to go ahead and strike up a correspondence with an astronaut, in the 'old fashioned way' - Dust off your (ink) pen and get writing!

Via: DesignTaxi